Chapter 12: The Strange Mirror
The wicker and catkins in the van sat up straight and stiffened.
"Brother, did you hear it, bang-bang"
Wicker didn't speak, he just nodded silently, with a hint of fear in his eyes.
Then he suddenly seemed to remember something, picked up his mobile phone and dialed Zhang Yi's number, and the phone was connected after two beeps.
"Brother Yi, are you okay, I heard your rattling voice" Wicker's voice was very small, as if he was afraid that the ghost on the other end of the phone would hear him.
However, there was no sound on the other end, but if you listened closely, there seemed to be a slight wind-like sound, Wicker turned up the volume of the phone to the maximum and put it to his ear, and then still couldn't feel that he couldn't hear clearly, so he pressed the cochlea of the phone's earpiece.
"Ah......h
Suddenly, a piercing scream rang out in the microphone, and it was so loud that it buzzed the wicker's eardrums.
Wicker jumped up, threw the mobile phone in his hand out of the car window instinctively, and then turned pale, his lips purple, and he squatted in the corner of the seat and trembled.
Liu Fu was also stunned, she hurriedly ran over and hugged her trembling brother and comforted her in a whisper: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid of ......." ”
The mobile phone in the ruins outside the car emitted a faint blue light, and there was a small voice inside
"Hey...... Feed....... ”
In front of the door, Zhang Yi hung up the phone, he put the phone back in his pocket and pushed the door hard.
The door was very light, and the oldest tin door was pushed open at once, and a musty smell of dust came to my nose.
In front of us was a living room, which was a mess, the better furniture had been removed, and all that was left were bottles and jars, rags, and broken tables, chairs and benches.
Zhang Yi scanned the house with a flashlight and found that it was a three-bedroom and two-living room layout, and the lights in the house had been removed, and even if they were not removed, they would not turn on, because the house that was about to be demolished had already cut off the main power supply.
The abandoned debris on the ground was scattered in all corners of the room, and Zhang Yi slowly moved his steps with a flashlight, struggling to jump around, feeling like an obstacle game on TV.
Suddenly, there seemed to be a figure floating in the direction of the bathroom in the dark night, and Zhang Yi didn't even think about following up immediately.
I don't know what kind of situation shielded his terrifying nerves, but in this strange environment of the night, he felt much bolder.
In the bathroom, except for a half-broken toilet, all that was left was a huge mirror.
The mirror is about 1.5 meters long and 1 meter wide, and it is a very simple lens glued to the somewhat reflective tiles.
The mirror had been broken, and cracks were showing like spider webs.
Zhang Yi shone a flashlight on the mirror, and the dazzling light reflected from the mirror made him unable to open his eyes.
He raised his right hand holding the bone knife and covered it above his eyes, so that he could see himself clearly in the mirror.
In the mirror, Zhang Yi's cold face was covered with countless cracks, like a cut with a razor blade.
Suddenly, two feet wearing old cloth shoes appeared above the back of Zhang Yi in the mirror, swinging back and forth from side to side.
Zhang Yi felt his whole body tighten, he held the bone knife in his hand tightly and raised his head sharply after taking a deep breath, and at the same time, the light of the flashlight shot to the roof.
There was nothing on the roof, no creepy feet in old cloth shoes in the mirror.
The roof of the bathroom should generally have aluminum-plastic panels or integrated ceilings, but this bathroom does not, the top is bare and black cement, and a little lower at the top, a very thick iron rod runs through the walls on both sides of the bathroom, firmly inserted into the wall.
This iron rod is used to separate dry and wet water from the waterproof curtain, and the original iron rod should be hung with that kind of waterproof curtain to facilitate bathing and waterproofing, but at this moment the curtain may have been taken away, leaving only a lone iron rod.
The decoration layout here is really simple, it can be seen that the owner of this house is living a very poor life, Zhang Yi couldn't help but sigh when he thought of it, because he thought of the home that was almost simple and about to be demolished.
Zhang Yi felt that he should be dazzled, he wiped his eyes and turned his head to look at the mirror again, and the flashlight also shot at the mirror at the same time.
There was nothing in the mirror except the blinding light, the face covered with its own cold silk like spider silk.
The night was quiet, and in addition to the sound of their own heartbeats, there were some unknown bugs hiding in the house, and some unknown tunes were playing in all corners of the house.
"Bang"
A loud noise completely broke the silence of the night, Zhang Yi was so frightened by this sudden loud noise that he shivered, this feeling was like his body shaking after peeing.
But Zhang Yi quickly calmed down, he walked out of the bathroom and looked in the direction of the sound source, and found that the entrance security door was closed, maybe he didn't bring it with him when he came in just now, and then it was blown by a gust of wind.
"Boom...... Gurg...... Boom"
There was a strange sound coming from the direction of the bathroom, a bit like the sound of something breaking little by little.
Zhang Yi's current position was on the edge of the living room, not far from the bathroom door, he turned around, raised his flashlight, and a dazzling light flew towards the bathroom like a bullet.
It was still the same huge mirror, and now it continued to crack again, and small slits slowly crawled all over the mirror with a piercing creaking.
When the whole mirror is almost unclear, there is a sudden picture that will move, and the picture is not very clear, just like the early VCD film source.
In the blurred picture, a scrawny old man is lying motionless on the bed in a diaper, his face is hideous and painful, and the corners of his mouth twitch as if he has been moaning.
Suddenly, a short old woman came next to her, the old woman gently turned the old man's body up with a towel in her hand, and then wiped the old man's body with a towel, and a blood hole appeared in the place of the old man's tailbone, and the red puffy bones inside were clearly visible, which was a bedsore caused by a long time in bed.
The old woman put down her towel and took some potion to wipe the bedsores repeatedly, and she trembled all over her body when she saw the old man like this, and the tears on her face slanted down her cheeks like a waterfall.
Suddenly, the picture turned, and the old woman squatted in front of the old man, and the old man said something to her with a painful face.
Suddenly, the old woman who was squatting on the ground rushed out frantically as if she had changed into a different person, and when she returned, she had a bright boning knife in her hand.
She quickly walked to the side of the bed, slowly bent down and stretched out her left arm to take the old man's head into her arms, and put her face against the old man's face.
The old woman closed her eyes, and the old man closed his eyes, and he lay there quietly, his face close to the old woman's face, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Suddenly, the old woman opened her eyes and covered the old man's eyes with her trembling left hand, which was holding the old man's head.
Holding the boning knife with his right hand and pulling it in the opposite direction of the old man's neck, the knife quickly slashed, the old man's throat was cut instantly, blood splashed, and the bright red blood instantly stained the old woman's teary-eyed face.
The movements are clean and neat, all in one go.
The old man's facial muscles twitched a few times, and then he lost his breath of life forever, and lay peacefully in the old woman's arms.